Funny how these simple photos can mean so much
As I was reflecting back on 12 years of WoodyBoater, one of the most powerful thing hasnt been about boats, or the day to day of doing this. It is, was and hopefully will be the friends made, and joy and yes pain that brings. After all a painful argument or disagreement wouldn’t be painful if didn’t care. Oh sure its internet crap, but here in this crazy place called Woodyboaterville real friendships and lifelong pals have been made.
The hands in pockets gang – This ones for you Staib!. Bob Rice, Woody, Ed Barns, and Bob “have i got a calendar for you” Kays. All here helping Seth.
This digital age is insane crazy and has opened up an entirely new type of friend. A friend you have no idea what they look like or live, or other things in their lives. So is it a friendship? For me yes. You all have made Woody Boater what it is. Sorry, I blame you. This place would be dead without you. Good and Bad BTW. You all know secretly I love a good attack. Sure its painful and hurtful. But that is life. And the best part is how it all comes back together in the end. Makeup comments are always more intence. And the stories it can create is amazing. Especially in the winter when we all are going to go nuts. So the nuts come out. Yes, metaphorically and any other way you want to read that.
Yup, thats me and my life long pal Scott Sawyer, who is the guy that really got this started and keeps it going behind the scenes. I think this was in 1982? And it must have been hot as hell out in Richmond VA
Genuine smiles from genuine friends. Carla and.. and… that guy with the pants? Only here he has changed it to his shirt?
Paul and Karen Harrison are always good for a breakdown self deprecating story. But without them, our world would not be the same
From Coast to coast. This photo ahs two of the best! Herb hall and Terry Fiest. Feist? Fiste?
Woody gal, and Larry. Poor Larry, we wont let him rest in peace.
Chad brings great humor and joy, and we have all been there to watch his family grow. Amazing!
The other Matt, who brings class to us all. Well, thats not a very hard thing to do BTW.
That reminds me We cant forget Troy. Do you really need to see a photo of Troy? I didnt think so.
Mfine who makes me laugh every day! BACON POWER!
John Rothert from Virginia who even makes rainy days fun!
Eric Zelman and hi Zel-man cave!
Clif Aimes who knows how to talk to the spirits! Or maybe its just the spirits talking
We have classy pals to ballence the universe. Fellow Hall of Famer Charles Mistale
From around the globe we are all close. Phil Andrews
My favorite header, with great pals, Jim Frechette, Woody Gal and the Boatress at the Palm gardens.
The first Woody Boater Al Benton! Look back, way back, Al kept me going
Always Knights! Always there and ready to help!
The entire Turner family, I know they put up with my nutsoness. But they are the real deal, and ballence the universe from all the nutso’s out there. I have hope for little Own though. That kid makes me laugh big time!
Still cracks me up
I love this shot! Steve Lapkin, Bob Kays and Kent O. Smith Jr! Guess how they help? Come on.. Its right above their noses.
Big smiles with big boats and big generosity keeps this all fun and exciting.
Dane, who can make great photos with his eyes closed!
Texx, who hates to have his photo taken.
Alex and Salter remind us of the the power of a fathers love.
Don Ploetner who I think is really Horrice Dodge
Mike green who really is Christopher Smith.
The Mayors! Mayers? Mike!
A man with many name tags. Jim Staib! is ALWAYS ready to help!
mike Green and Don Dannenberg and Someguy. By the way Someguy is just not Anyguy, thats a different guy.
The YNOTS. WOW, what a great family. Bert is in there someplace as well.
Still cracks me up. Marty, the Hamster and Jim in Florida
The entire Sand bar gang in my Northern Neck of the woods.
The Marsden clan! And Phil Andrews. What a fun happy photo
The guy on the other side of the phone, Dave VanNess. The man!
Wow, you know for sure who your true friends are when you are broken down and have nothing left to give. They jump in and make you a functioning human being. We all know how much Jimmy is a friend and gives way to much.
Dick Warner who has an incredible sense of humor and still represents the best of the community for me.
And yes, the entire ACBS gang, who drives me nuts, and they always make me feel welcome, and without them there would be no society in our community! I thank three ACBS and that is not BS
Mr Plug a show! Fellow Woody Boater Greg Lewandowski
Allen and Shaun, Sean, Shawn at Katzs who help me sleep at night that our little universe is safe
Jara, who is the real soul of Katzs Marina and keeps things going and calm. YES, calm in New Jersey. Not easy! but she makes it look that way!
When Matt B and Chad get together its trouble. They steal all the trophies
Speaking of Trophy stealers. Mr Setterholm has his over fare share now
Mark and Emily remind us that there is love in the Mahogany
Rabbit, Bruce Bildsten who brings elegance to an otherwise classless group! DEEP RESPECT!
Bill Anderson who brings plastic excitement to the party
All the kids who put up with my Geezer jokes and low bluod sugar rants!
Andy C who brings timeless perfection barn finds to the story!
Here are to all of you. Gene, Floyd R Turbo, Tubinar, Dim, Dan, Dan and Dan, All the Mikes, Matts, Shawns, how ever they are spelled, Bo, Kathy, Terry, and Terry,Randy, and Darrel, Scott, Frank From, Speedboat Outlaw, Rick, Jamie, Bert, Greg, lots of Gregs, mikes, wait I already had Mikes, ahhhhhhhhhh! I cant remember.
My Family who inspires me daily to be a better person… And make more money
I have been now writing this for a while and my brain is getting mushy with all the names and people floating around. I know I am forgetting many, way to many. And the second you comment I will go into a deep funk that somehow I couldn’t remember, but I do. As my best friend in the world helps me every second says. He even forgets his kids names and birthdays. TRUE. And that’s my Wife my life. My sparkplug. Whats her name… Oh ya, The Boatress
He forgets! Just kill me! Ugh!
So, today, I thank you from the bottom of my oil coated, spider infested, collector of bottle caps and lost screws and nuts BILGE!
Bob Kays you said it all!